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At the peak of the Marawi siege, I heard a lot of stories from my Muslim brothers and sisters about them being called different names. People were poi...

At the peak of the Marawi siege, I heard a lot of stories from my Muslim brothers and sisters about them being called different names. People were poi...

By: Angeli Monique Siladan Peace Advocates Summit Celebrating the Mindanao Week of Peace, the Angat Buhay Youth led by the Office of the Vice Presiden...

I became so addicted to the game. One time there was a competition in Cagayan De Oro when I was in my 5th year at the university. I did not ask permis...

When I was 11 years old, a cat suddenly followed me on my way home. Everywhere I go he was following around. I decided to adopt him and called him Sha...

I was hesitant to apply for work after graduation. My cousin got rejected countless times on various jobs because of our religion. This disheartened m...

The Single Story of Muslim Filipinos Muslim. Black. Halal. Terrorist. Bomb. Vendor. Mindanao. I showed a photo of a veiled woman and a bearded man in ...